[He's being polite for the sake of politeness: there are a lot of conventions he doesn't particularly care about, but checking in on a sex partner the next day seems like both the right thing to do and the smart thing to do... isn't it?
[He considers switching to voice for her convenience, then realizes that if she's just a consciousness riding around in MIDs, the difference between text and voice is probably negligible.]
I'd offer you a few people from Tower, because there isn't one right now, but I'm really not sure how interested they are in being directed at the moment.
Where's the body?
[Are you tired of it? It was rather nice. Someone is developing a faint smile as he thinks about it.]
[Is that even good for it? It felt awfully organic -- nothing like he imagined a synthetic humanoid doll would. Does it need to be placed on ice? Will it decay?
The thought is a little unpleasant.]
At least you've kept it in a safe place.
Well, I won't delay you. I only wanted to tell you that I had fun last night and to check that I didn't break you.
(The body is only stowed away for convenience, isn't it?)
If you remember, I was trying to break the wall. But accidents happen.
[At the very least, he'd imagine that she might be bruised... it doesn't seem like it would bother her much, though. Even less so when she can easily leave the body. Would any discomfort go with her?]
[ She has no idea if he knows where to find some or whether there's any available without boarding the Moira again, but that's up to him to figure out.
At the appointed time she has made her way back to her temporary body. Like the night before, she's wearing a party dress, but it's a different style—more coverage at the neck and chest, and longer, but sheer, and sewn in several tiers. She goes immediately to the door and opens it, standing there expectantly. ]
[That's a tall order, given that it could require him to head back to the beach, find his way to the ship, root around in a hazardous area, then get back through the fog, all in a few hours. He decides to search closer to where he is, and with some luck and persistence, he's able to find a long satin sash, maybe discarded from someone's gown from the previous night.
When she opens the door, he's already there, wearing another outfit similar to the previous night's, grey, no embroidery. He holds one end of the sash high, pinched between his thumb and forefinger, and lets the rest of its length tumble from his hand, where it ends just above the floor.
He notices that his concerns about the potential state of her body seem entirely misplaced.]
[ His timing had been impeccable and she can't help smirking when she sees what he's brought for her. It doesn't occur to her to question any of this, not now, not after the way last night ended. There had been plenty of things said between herself and other patrons of the party about suspicions—why are the aliens being so helpful? Why are they providing so much? But being able to benefit from their generosity to this extent—being able to enjoy carnal pleasures like this, even without the cloned body the Ingress had provided for her upon her arrival, and finding a partner this compatible to boot...it leaves her unwilling to question further.
She steps back to let him into the room, and once the door is shut she presses up against him to kiss his neck, similar to how they had started their first encounter on the dance floor. She then nips at his ear lobe and mutters: ]
My safe word is elephant.
[ She pulls back enough to smile at him slyly. After his remark the night before about how she could have been placed in an elephant body instead of a human one, she finds using this word pretty humorous. ]
[They're getting right to the point, aren't they? He turns his head to the side to give her a little more access to his neck and ear, making a brief, pleased humming sound when she nips at the lobe.
But when she tells him the word she's settled on, he down at her curiously for the half a moment it takes him to remember.]
I have to say, I'm glad they didn't choose an elephant body. It would have made all of this extremely awkward for me... imagine the explanations.
[He rests his hands on her hips, one still clutching the long sash.]
[The fact that she's not doing much seems like an invitation, so he pulls her in a little closer and kisses her -- once, twice, a third time, each from a slightly different angle, with increasing passion.]
I really didn't get to see much of you last night.
[She'd been naked, eventually, but she'd spent most of the time in shadow between him and the wall, or wrapped against him on the bed. He hadn't really touched much, either.]
[ She wraps her arms around his shoulders now, meeting the press of his mouth with equal fervor. When he makes his comment she tilts her head a little. ]
What do you expect me to do about that?
[ Her tone isn't sarcastic; it's expectant. She means this—if he's going to be ordering her around and taking control this is the time to start. ]
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[He's being polite for the sake of politeness: there are a lot of conventions he doesn't particularly care about, but checking in on a sex partner the next day seems like both the right thing to do and the smart thing to do... isn't it?
She should enjoy this while it lasts.]
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Trying to map the jungle
It's a huge job
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I'd offer you a few people from Tower, because there isn't one right now, but I'm really not sure how interested they are in being directed at the moment.
Where's the body?
[Are you tired of it? It was rather nice. Someone is developing a faint smile as he thinks about it.]
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It's chaos
And my body is stashed in the building where we had sex
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The thought is a little unpleasant.]
At least you've kept it in a safe place.
Well, I won't delay you. I only wanted to tell you that I had fun last night and to check that I didn't break you.
(The body is only stowed away for convenience, isn't it?)
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I didn't even notice you were trying
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[At the very least, he'd imagine that she might be bruised... it doesn't seem like it would bother her much, though. Even less so when she can easily leave the body. Would any discomfort go with her?]
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If you did want to try, I would be game
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I'd try it in a bed next time. Where and when?
[Ordinarily, he'd name a time and place, but that doesn't seem practical in light of the fact that she's currently disembodied.]
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1800 ship's time
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[ Along with this she sends a ping to the location. ]
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I can't guarantee you'll need it, but it wouldn't hurt.
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[ She has no idea if he knows where to find some or whether there's any available without boarding the Moira again, but that's up to him to figure out.
At the appointed time she has made her way back to her temporary body. Like the night before, she's wearing a party dress, but it's a different style—more coverage at the neck and chest, and longer, but sheer, and sewn in several tiers. She goes immediately to the door and opens it, standing there expectantly. ]
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When she opens the door, he's already there, wearing another outfit similar to the previous night's, grey, no embroidery. He holds one end of the sash high, pinched between his thumb and forefinger, and lets the rest of its length tumble from his hand, where it ends just above the floor.
He notices that his concerns about the potential state of her body seem entirely misplaced.]
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She steps back to let him into the room, and once the door is shut she presses up against him to kiss his neck, similar to how they had started their first encounter on the dance floor. She then nips at his ear lobe and mutters: ]
My safe word is elephant.
[ She pulls back enough to smile at him slyly. After his remark the night before about how she could have been placed in an elephant body instead of a human one, she finds using this word pretty humorous. ]
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But when she tells him the word she's settled on, he down at her curiously for the half a moment it takes him to remember.]
I have to say, I'm glad they didn't choose an elephant body. It would have made all of this extremely awkward for me... imagine the explanations.
[He rests his hands on her hips, one still clutching the long sash.]
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[ Or among the former ship's population. Whatever.
She stays where she is for now, waiting to see what he plans to do, lightly setting her hands on his hips in return. ]
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[The fact that she's not doing much seems like an invitation, so he pulls her in a little closer and kisses her -- once, twice, a third time, each from a slightly different angle, with increasing passion.]
I really didn't get to see much of you last night.
[She'd been naked, eventually, but she'd spent most of the time in shadow between him and the wall, or wrapped against him on the bed. He hadn't really touched much, either.]
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What do you expect me to do about that?
[ Her tone isn't sarcastic; it's expectant. She means this—if he's going to be ordering her around and taking control this is the time to start. ]
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